She will stay with you and Anna for a couple more days. There’s another room but it’s full of construction materials and tools. It’s going to ta...ke a few days to clean it out.Me: I don’t have a problem with it.Teacher: Thank you for understanding. You’re free to go.She stood up to walk me out. My evil mind remembered what happened last time when I was here in her home. I wonder if I take my dick out like I did the last time, would she go for it? With her husband sleeping on the couch? It’s worth. How could she be so irresponsible? Why, now, didn’t she go running back to them? She felt for her cross. It was still there around her neck, though for some reason she didn’t expect it to be. She dropped to her knees, feeling the rustle of rats below the floorboard, and there she began to talk to herself. ‘Dear God, most merciful, please guide me! I am a lost soul! I have committed such great sins…you know them all, as you know everything. And yet as I speak now, I am still clouded in doubt. "But holy fuck, that was incredible!" Ellen's face split in a wide grin and she pealed with lighthearted laughter. "You're telling me?" She scooted over, sitting herself on my lap and I held her to me, once again assuring everyone, especially me, that she was my girl, despite what we'd just shared and done. My girl who was someone else from whom she'd been earlier, I thought. But mine, nonetheless. We sat there, the three of us, half naked and laughing and smiling for only a few minutes. Then. Several of her friends had made comments, warning her that she might get in trouble. Since Chemistry and French were the only classes with assigned seating, she made it a point to sit in the back, and none of the other teachers had noticed, or at least said anything. For her last class, American History, Penny sits in the front row in the middle of the room, unlike her customary spot on the left side of the room by the window. She finds it difficult to concentrate during class, continually.